My little foot when entered school
My hands were shaking and were cool
Tears falling from my eye
I just can't say a good bye
You held my hand and gave a sweet smile
And all my tears were wiped
Whenever I was confused to stand
You held my hand
All good things belongs to you
My teacher I love you
- Nirmita Roy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I too had similar day. I faintly remember how my Ayisha Miss took me in her hands and gave me a seat in her class.